"I will be with him for the rest of his life."



Looking back on the past, Shu Shiya felt that everything was disgraceful.

To her, the so-called love does not have the slightest bit of beauty, but is all pain and torture.

Shi's father had outstanding attainments in art. When he was in his 20s, he had achieved achievements that countless painters could never achieve in their entire lives.

But his love is paranoid and sinister, with a possessiveness and desire for control that goes beyond that of ordinary people.

From restricting her social life in the beginning, to even restricting her freedom in the end...

Shu Shiya felt a chill down her spine when she thought of those dark times.

At that time, she thought her only support was her son, Shi Sui.

But what chilled her was that Shi Sui, who was only four or five years old, actually stood on his father's side and advised her to obey his father. He even said, "Mom, Dad just loves you too much."

Thinking of this, Shu Shiya retched. Due to the severe psychological trauma, her face turned visibly pale.

"Aren't you afraid? Aren't you afraid that he will turn into a madman, a monster, or a devil? He will lock you up and not let you see anyone. He will control your diet, your clothes... He will even choose the scent of your shower gel."

Shu Shiya sneered:

“You are still young, and you may have been poisoned by those novels and comics, thinking that being a canary imprisoned in a cage or a dodder clinging to a man is such a romantic and desirable love.

No! I tell you, that is not love at all! It is just a perverted restriction of personal freedom!"

She leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes tiredly, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Xiangyi added some hot tea to her half-touched cup: "Auntie, I sympathize with your experience. It must be very difficult to come out of it after going through that."

Shu Shiya smiled with relief: "It's good that you can wake up in time..."

But Xiangyi's next words froze her smile:

"Uncle Shi is Uncle Shi, and Shi Sui is Shi Sui. Even though they are bound by blood, they are still independent individuals."

"You don't treat Shi Sui as your son. I respect your choice."

"But he's not trash, and he's not a lunatic. Although he can be childish sometimes and even bully kittens, he is the best, gentlest, and most reliable man in the world."

“…”

Shu Shiya looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief.

Why? Why?!

She even revealed the secrets she had kept for many years, why didn't Xiangyi leave Shi Sui? !

Shu Shiya's chest heaved up and down, and it took a long time for it to calm down.

She regained her noble and elegant appearance and took out a card from her limited edition crocodile leather bag.

"I have said everything I want to say. Whether you listen or not is up to you. If you accept this card, I will pretend that I don't have this son." Shu Shiya said proudly, "Remember, if you choose him, I will not bless you, ever."

Xiangyi frowned and took out a coin purse from the cartoon canvas bag made by her second brother.

After opening it, a stack of black and gold cards appeared, almost blinding the eyes under the sunlight!

Xiangyi took out the cards one by one slowly and placed them in front of Shu Shiya.

"Auntie, it's just a small token of my respect."

"Please remember that it was not you who abandoned Shi Sui, but Shi Sui...he didn't want you anymore."

"He has me for the rest of his life."


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